Infinity, progress from Arasaka

The same goes for Arasaka.

It’s just that his ally Vera is still climbing up the ladder, using the example that Vera used to convince him, the relationship between Donald Lundy (former CEO of Junke) and Emil Lazarus (founder of Lazarus) is analogous to her relationship with himself.

Even worse than the other, Miles is worse.

"The Washington flag has been burned as a rag, and the ashes have been washed under the curb somewhere. Now they tell me to dig up the ashes and reshape them into the Stars and Stripes? Haha..."

Hansen sneered and said, "They are afraid of me, afraid that I will expose the ideology they boast about, because I am the most staunch fighter of that damn ideology that will never exist. They abandoned and destroyed it with their own hands."

Pop, pop, pop.

Vera nodded. She clapped softly.

"Many people are afraid of cyberpsychopaths. They are afraid of guns, madness, fists, and prosthetics... But strength comes from within. People who have experienced betrayal and are waiting for revenge are the most dangerous."

"So, you have to stay alive."

She said it with a sincere expression.

"Do you know how many assassinations Arasaka's Lone Wolves have prevented during your speeches at the Western States Cowboy Avengers? 12 times, a number that your trusted guards didn't discover."

"Are you trying to persuade me to hide in the office and control things behind the scenes?" Hansen shook his head. "No. I'm not you. The Hellhound doesn't have the luxury of Arasaka." He grinned, his voice low and magnetic. "Besides, if I did that, how could I become the second Lazarus? I'm afraid you'll be disappointed in me, Director Vera."

No, the director will still increase investment.

But Vera chose not to say it clearly.

Leaning back on the big chair, she picked up the teacup and took a sip.

According to her rough outline, this Hansen had a righteous character, was willing to share weal and woe with the soldiers, and liked to do things himself. As the boss of Dog Town, sometimes he liked to do things himself when his subordinates had to run errands for goods or deal with a group of kidney-stealing criminals, and he would frequently practice with new recruits.

Add to that a bit of gambling and adventurous genes.

"Good answer. It seems the investment amount can be increased a little more."

Putting the teacup down steadily, Vera acted as Hansen wished.

"Will you be the overconfident REO Meatwagon, or the 'new Lazarus' who defeated the remnants of the old era? In this era when global wars have come to an end, I am looking forward to what kind of answers you will give me in the future."

Hansen showed a rather solemn expression.

REO Meatwagon Emergency Company, he knew it.

Typical of Night City local businesses that fail to compete. Used to compete with Trauma Team International.

From its ambitious creation, each ambulance was equipped with armor and a turret, with a driver and gunner, two lone wolves and a doctor, to falling behind in the business squeeze of the trauma team, unable to hire lone wolves, and equipped with armored ambulances, falling into a development slump...

As of 2076, REO's only available configuration is an old ambulance with no armor or plates, and its staff consists of only two or three doctors including the driver, making the company the cheapest and most simple emergency medical service in Night City, responsible for handling cases that the trauma team disdains to handle.

It can be said to be very sad and miserable.

Vera was warning him by using a negative example.

"Lazarus is not a trauma team, they are not what they used to be. I am not REO. I can win," Hansen stressed.

Vera smiled but said nothing.

After the Fourth Corporate War, due to the end of large-scale international war conflicts, companies in various countries began to lick their wounds and recover. Lazarus's turnover naturally plummeted and entered a recession. This forced them to even take on bodyguard, law enforcement, and security services that they had disdained in the past. Unfortunately, Arasaka is the real giant in this regard.

If it hadn't been for the huge loss from the Metal War, Lazarus's turnover would have been even lower. This is why Vera said it was a remnant of the old times.

It was once very strong, but after more than half a century of decline, its strength is no longer what it used to be.

This is the extremely poor risk resistance caused by the highly single business. Why did Arasaka recover so quickly after being seriously damaged? Because Arasaka has a full range of industrial categories and a full industrial chain, all of which are at the forefront of the world, and even leading, and has a strong risk resistance.

"I need an extra layer of insurance," Vera said.

"Appreciate further details."

"You, place an order with Arasaka in the name of the Nether Dog Mercenary Group." Vera crossed her hands on the table and leaned forward, "Personal security service."

"you do not trust me?"

"Hmm. Don't be so polite. As an investor, I'm just protecting you." Vera glanced at the red dot marked as Cyborg Tyrant Group A on the three-dimensional city map, which was gradually approaching Hansen's position, and said without question, "He's here."

"Are you Kurt Hansen?"

As heavy footsteps sounded from the holographic video, Hansen's face suddenly froze. He turned his head, and a cold voice full of metallic texture sounded from the other side, echoing in Vera's office through the transmitter.

"Is that Director Russell? I'm already here."

"Oh, thank you for your hard work, Adam."

...

On the other side, in Sacramento, the capital of California, there is a temporary recruitment station for the Hellhound Mercenary Group.

In the special encrypted communication room, Hansen turned around and left the range of the image capture device. He looked in astonishment at the Iron Cyborg who pushed aside the Hellhound guards and swaggered in. His face was pale and inhumane, as if it was stuck on a lump of iron.

"Adam Hammer."

Staring at those scarlet electronic eyes that were like the abyss, just like those of a cyber-psychopath, but with rationality, even Hansen couldn't help but feel a little choked up.

"Don't look at me like that." With his arms folded across his chest, Adam Hammer looked down at Hansen with a playful expression, "My job here is to prevent you from becoming a piece of rotten meat being fucked in the assassination of military technology."

wow——

Before Hansen could think of what to say, the waves of noise outside the room made him frown.

He glanced at Adam Hammer and walked out quickly.

A sudden and clear vision:

On the high platform, a large projection screen was revealed, showing the flag of the Hellhound and the white, yellow and blue horizontally distributed flag of Night City - the symbol of freedom of the Western Independent State. Exciting music was playing in the sound reinforcement room behind the scenes.

The crowd was surging, and the discussions, shouts, and whistles of the young and old men who despised Washington rose one after another from the audience.

Shouting at the six terrifying steel giants standing by on the platform.

The whole body is in Arasaka-style matte black, dotted with red stripes and the clover logo. Their armor is so heavy, and the exoskeleton arms as thick as hydraulic presses and pile drivers, the flashing vector floating engines and the missile launch nests on their backs emphasize their dangerousness again and again.

At their feet, three bruised cyborgs were being held on a platform by Arasaka's black-clad security guards.

"That's..." Hansen opened his mouth.

"Your bodyguard team."

Adam Hammer came out, seeming to enjoy the fearful looks from a guy like Hansen who had suddenly risen to a high position.

"The Cybernetic Tyrant Force is one of the highest-level security teams in Arasaka launched by the Director. You are the first to enjoy it."

"The first one... hehe, Ms. Vera really thinks highly of me... I know what to do."

Taking a deep breath, Hansen nodded and walked towards the platform.

Facing the audience, Washington and Miles' opponents gathered because they were attracted by his special identity and the slogan of the Phantom Dog.

He stretched out his hand and pressed down. A sharp sound suddenly rang out. Ten seconds later, the noise at the scene died down.

"My brothers of the Free Soul, sorry for the long wait. Do you know what I just did? Here they are, here they are again, here they are again."

Hansen smiled disdainfully, pointed at the three captured assassins, and spoke in a sarcastic tone.

"Myers, who is now sitting in the White House, probably wants to kill me, a former unification fighter, as if I had never existed. Although she thought so six years ago. Life is sometimes so unreasonable."

At the right moment, on the large projection screen on the platform, the short video of Super Dream, freshly extracted from the three assassin prostheses, began to replay. On a high place in a building, they were holding sniper rifles and aiming at the temporary recruitment point of the Nether Dogs.

"What to do with them?" Hansen asked loudly.

"Kill them!"

"Kill them!"

This was the crowd’s response.

boom! boom! boom!

Scarlet color gushed out from the crack in the skull, creating three blooming flowers in the air.

After killing three people in a fan-friendly manner, Hansen put down his pistol, revealed a defiant expression, and began his closing speech for this recruitment stop.

"Humph, it's the same every time. Nothing new. Nothing but coercion, inducement, death threats, political pressure, empty promises... just like what they did to you..."

"...Yes, they are the Arasaka personal security service I ordered. Their professionalism in this regard is beyond doubt. I will never be defeated before I completely crush Miles' arrogance!"

"...Some people say that I am just like that, an idiot packaged by Arasaka. Ah, that's right, I, Kurt Hansen, am an idiot, a poor guy, a new American unified warrior who was treated as an idiot and thrown into the stinking ditch by Miles..."

"...Pay taxes to Washington? Only idiots pay taxes...If we don't fight this war, our children will..."

"...Freedom and sovereignty belong to us. Now, pick up the weapons in your hands, use the sound of gunfire as a salute, and pay tribute to the heroes who died in the Metal War to defend their homeland! This is what they deserve. Let their spirits in heaven know that the will of freedom is still there. We will never forget, we will never surrender, and we will not go anywhere..."

"The Nether Dog warmly welcomes everyone with aspirations to join us!"

"Are you curious about my next destination? Does anyone think I will hide back in Night City? No! I want to tell you loudly that my next stop is Santa Fe, the capital of New Mexico! I will go there to be with my countless free brothers, and I will take a good look at how many familiar faces of my former NUSA colleagues are left..."

"Haha... No, Miles thought I would hide. No, I want to fight her! I am a fighter, a warrior!"

...

wow——

"Very tactful."

Vera tapped her index finger on the table, taking in Hansen's passionate performance.

This is the effect she wants.

If she and Arasaka were to do the publicity and speeches, they would never be able to achieve the same effect as Hansen in integrating with the wild people of the western states.

Looking at the screen showing the long queue of Hellhounds at the recruitment office in Sacramento, Vera smiled with satisfaction and tapped the touch screen, and a holographic light screen lit up.

——"Advanced Security, Your Guardian: Cyborg Tyrant"——

Killing two birds with one stone has always been Vera's philosophy.

While calculating against her old rival, she also did not forget to pave the way for Arasaka's new service projects.

Washington wanted to be a wild boar with her butt pressed against the wall so that Arasaka couldn't catch her tail. But it didn't matter, she had already made the first move on behalf of Arasaka.

As soon as they appeared, they were regarded as a king bomb combination in the eyes of many people. In the name of personal security services, Adam Hammer and a group of cyborg tyrants were sent to the front line of this confrontation as a bodyguard team ordered by Hansen.

After a quarter of actual combat debugging, the Cyborg Tyrant can no longer be hidden, so it is better to make it public.

They are mass-produced products, not unique decisive battle weapons, and there is nothing to hide.

This was both a means of attracting Washington's attention and free publicity.

Vera is just waiting, tempting, and enduring, it doesn't matter whether you bite or not, whether you follow or not.

To unite by the right means, to win by the unexpected means.

Hansen and his Phantom Hound, the Arasaka army that did not move out of Night City, and the New American opponents who caused riots in the Free State are all Vera's regular soldiers.

"Next, it's time to use the surprise attack."

Standing up, she picked up the PDA terminal on the desk.

[Marketing department launches new subscription service advertisement: "Advanced Security: Cyborg Tyrant"]

[Counterintelligence Special Operations: Misdirection]

[Security Department Special Operation: "Shadow of Seattle"]

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Chapter 117: New Creation - Quinque and the Hellhound

"After the incident, the suspect, NUSA Federal Intelligence Agency senior agent Mendoza Laurie, whose supervisors, colleagues, and community neighbors did not want to be named, were interviewed by more than ten media outlets."

"Among them, Mendoza-Laurie's superior said: 'My subordinate has a heart of gold. His experience is unfortunate.'"

"His colleague said: 'Mendoza suffers from serious mental illness. He is almost driven crazy by PTSD (post-traumatic stress disorder) after losing his close comrades who are like family members again and again. But he loves his job, his colleagues, and his motherland.' The colleague added, 'Two days before the incident, he booked a bed for Mendoza in a Washington hospital and prepared to send him there for treatment.'"

"Finally, Mendoza's good friend who works at the JIA training base in Quantico, Virginia, said: He is a kind-hearted, somewhat good-hearted big boy who likes to communicate with people... Mendoza was wrong to attack the Arasaka foreign affairs delegation in anger, but Arasaka, is there nothing wrong with Ms. Vera Adelheid's aggressive attitude?"

Throughout April 2076, the North American news media reported almost only one thing, which was the "East-West Confrontation" triggered by the Mendoza Lowry attack on the US-Mexico border.

Arasaka and Militech continue to engage in a war of words, the Western Free State Local Party and Washington shirk responsibility, and the emerging Nether Dogs mercenary group challenges the Lazarus mercenary group, a long-established brand in the industry...

boom!

"Damn it, the operation failed! Retreat--"